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Ad Nauseam
Your face makes my insides crawl Across the floor Entrails and all Sliding through Blood and bile Far and wide For miles and miles
Your existence is an epic epidemic Conjure dysfunction Levitating In bed with the devil
Ad Nauseam The conversation's over Pack up all your pretty things and get the fuck out Ad Nauseam You beat that dead horse black and blue Phenomenally nothing new I owe it all to you
Ad Nauseam The conversation's over Pack up all your pretty things and get the fuck out Ad Nauseam You beat that dead horse black and blue Phenomenally nothing new I owe it all to you
Your voice Like a dying animal Sucking in one last breath Before it expires The truth is No one wants you around The lord of the flies All buzzing about
You're a plague all dressed in white A spinning head in the candlelight Unholy union Summoned and exorcised
Ad Nauseam The conversation's over Pack up all your pretty things and get the fuck out Ad Nauseam You beat that dead horse black and blue Phenomenally nothing new I owe it all to you
Ad Nauseam The conversation's over Pack up all your pretty things and get the fuck out Ad Nauseam Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com You beat that dead horse black and blue Phenomenally nothing new I owe it all to you
Go in peace or prepare for war I'll shine my armor Words like bullets leave an ugly scar Tend to your wounds Shell shocked and grazed Love is a battlefield I'm lucky to be alive Because you're out of your mind
Out of your mind Out of your mind Out of your mind Out of your mind
Round and round we go Skull shattering, brainless ramblings like beans in a can Banging bones in migraine tones of babbling dischord Echoes of empty threats on a daytime talkshow Vertigo mantras repeating and spinning Round and round, back and forth for infinity
Your existence is an epic epidemic Conjure dysfunction Levitating In bed with the devil
Ad Nauseam The conversation's over Pack up all your pretty things and get the fuck out Ad Nauseam You beat that dead horse black and blue Phenomenally nothing new I owe it all to you
Ad Nauseam The conversation's over Pack up all your pretty things and get the fuck out Ad Nauseam You beat that dead horse black and blue Phenomenally nothing new I owe it all to you
I wanna put you out I wanna put you out of your misery Misery I wanna put you out I wanna put you out of your misery Misery
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